His Warmth

Victoria's POV 

We sat there in an awkward silence, and none of us said a word for a while.

I wasn't comfortable hearing he was leaving the country and wish for him to say, but I couldn't say it.

''Can I go out for some fresh air, this room is shooking me.'' I finally spoke up after a few minutes of silence.

''I'll go ask the doctor, I will be back.'' he stood up and left.

The moment he left, I released a breath I never knew I was holding, staying in a room with him was too much for me to handle.

He came back few minutes and stood by the door

''We can go out.'' I smiled and nodded my head at him before leaving the bed.

I put on my slippers and slowly left the room with him.

We left the hospital and stood by the entrance of the gate.

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath of relief, it was almost a week I was stuck in that room.

''Let's Walk.'' he brought forth his hand to me, but I nervously stared at it before looking at him

''Come on, I don't want you lost in the crowd.'' he smiled at me and brought forth his hand to me.

I swallowed nervously and slowly placed my hand in his hand while he took hold of it and interlock our fingers together.

I sighed in relief at the comfort of his warm hand.

His hand was so warm that I wondered how someone could be this warm when the weather was freezing.

''Let's go.'' he smiled to me and led the way, 

I walked sideways with him and couldn't help but stare at our both hands interlock with each other.

I stared at him and noticed he wasn't looking my way, rather he was focused on the road, I frowned to myself and looked away.

''What is it.'' he asked with his green piercing eyes on me.

I shivered my his gaze and quickly looked away

''Nothing.'' I murmured

He stared at me with disbelief before looking away.

We walked for few minutes until I noticed a coffee shop

''Can I get some coffee.'' I asked, he nodded his head and walked towards the direction of the coffee shop.

He opened the door, and we got in, we walked over to a table, and I realized I have to let go of his warm hand.

I murmured to myself and slowly let go of his hand, the moment I let go of his hand I felt cold by the weather and wondered how just the warmness of his hand could warm up my entire body.

I rubbed my two hands together to generate some heat and murmured silently to the coldness of the weather, but quickly he took my hand from the table and squeezed it.

''I'm sorry I did not come with a Jacket.'' he said those words and interlock his fingers with mine before calling the waiter.

I stared at our hands on the table and noticed a small smile on my face, but I quickly wipe it off before he could notice it.